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the architect

Where the sun never sets, enveloped in the night.

The wind; a measurement of time. Silent. With force. Turning each page gently. Deafeningly.

Moment upon moment; no story is there. No beginning to enchant, no ending to lapse.

Peaceful, chaotic abyss.

And Love, interstellar. Filling each space in between the stars. Its invisible light quelling the darkness into willing surrender.

Tying each constellation to the next, allowing the universe to whisper to itself. Of what it already knows.

It illuminates not what was or what will be, but what is always and what is never. Eternity, folded upon itself as a symmetrical equation. Solvable only by the transcendence of being.

Each flicker, a billion seconds or a billion miles. Neither of any push on the pull of forever.

And deeper, as the darkness finds itself, does it lose itself. Infinity waits. Each wave it breathes without air. Quieting the still galaxy. Perpetually paused. Never knowing its former self. Erased, to be newly drawn.

There it counts the time in between seconds. Holding onto every moment.

Love owns what resides here. Love created what resides here.

A cosmic ocean of connection. Every synapse, the blueprint of the Heart. The architect, Love.

The stars, unspoken. Outspoken. Understood only to the creator.

Never will there be another like Love for never is not known. And, the time Love occupies keeps it still. With purpose. With meaning. With everything.

Be Love.

make. believe.

There is truly no substitute for being honest with yourself, on both sides of the circumstance. To be self-aware, to strive for a higher being of consciousness, to create a depth of connection with your Heart; how else does it work other than to make yourself believe?

Pushing away what is, cannot pave the way for what will be. You can’t know where you’re not without knowing where you are. And, sometimes, knowing where you are, admitting that to yourself, can be harrowing. Understanding where to go means understanding where to start.

Your Heart provides clarity. Love creates vision.

The rough times are rough. Our clarity is murky, our vision is blurred. That’s why, sometimes, we stay in those places so long. Making sense of the reasons, reliving the past, formulating “action plans”, complicates things. We forget the power we have.

The learning curve can be very gradual; tortoise-like, almost. Once you realize it’s there, the curve gets very steep, very quick. The power you own. Understanding the now is not a prerequisite for creating your future. Belief is the course to take; the one you have to master first.

Your power is not confused in this world. That’s what makes it powerful. The time and the energy we spend trying to consciously override our subconscious teacher and guidance is where the disconnect occurs. It’s when we get far away from our Heart and from Love that we don’t see.

It’s understandable, the reactions and responses, we have. We succumb to defeat and depression; necessary and important, I would offer, to feel what that moment in time is to us. It’s the starting point. Then, we hypothesize and formulate; we reason and we plan. It’s the blueprint we’ve absorbed in our human-ness. It’s what we’re told to do “find a solution” or to “overcome the challenge”.

Clarity and connection to your Heart and to Love is not so much about what you absorb but rather what you radiate. Feel the distance and allow your power to close it. That is what the belief creates. Radiating belief pulls the distance to you. Removed is the mind’s far less effective and far less efficient means of process to get you where you desire to be. That is belief. That is what your Heart guides. That is trust. That is Love. Would you rather empower an infinite number of possibilities from an infinite source of strength and Love, or one? The one your brain thought of.

Your path doesn’t need to be defined by you, only your belief. The steps will be placed in front of you. You won’t need to pave them yourself, only take them when they are there to be taken. The belief in Love, for yourself, for your purpose, for what and who resides in your Heart, will always bring itself back to you no matter how many detours the mind convinces you to take. In all parts of your life. That is the role Love plays, to provide you the path to be your greatest self.

That is to make believe.

Be Love.

once upon a time….

The preamble to many a tale. The opener to embarking on an adventure. The words we all know very well.

Page after page, chapter after chapter, volume after volume; we write our ‘once upon a time’s. Settings, characters, plots, sub-plots, twists, cliffhangers, to-be-continueds; they’re all there. The narratives, created every day, poetically by every breath we take.

What are the stories we tell? The stories of our tales and adventures? The ones we identify with. The ones we attach to. The stories we remember when we think of who we are; who we’ve become. What are those stories?

We are all an audience to these stories. We are an audience to our own stories. Often, they are narratives of victimhood. We tell the stories of our brokenness. We replay these stories continuously, on a loop in our minds. We create an identity by them. We relate with them and we perpetuate them.

That loop is not our full story. It’s not all of who we are, yet it’s often the part we go back to. We revisit those parts over and over until the pages get blurred as to if we wrote the story or if the story is now writing us. We find familiarity there, in that remembered character. And, even when we move onto to the next chapter, we keep to our character; the one that has been hurt. We get good at feeling not good. We, almost, ensure that amidst the differing backdrops, casts and plots, we find a way to play the same character. The character we’ve convinced ourselves to be.

Where are our stories of Love?

Every page authors who we are, and to tear out the ones we wished weren’t there, would leave our book incomplete. Our hands would feel the spaces in between the pages; removing them would be to remove a part of us. But, not only do we leave those pages intact, we bookmark them, we underscore them, we return to them time and time again to remind us of what was. Yet, in our Heart, we want to write something different of what is. Of what will be.

Tell the stories of Love. Remember them. Relive them. Become them. That is what I write into my Heart. That is the character I cast for myself. The one that has experienced Love far bigger and more powerful than anything under the moon and stars. The one that has felt meaning, purpose, beauty, selflessness, vulnerability, accountability and strength beyond measure. The hugs, the smiles, the commitment and the connection. That is the story I tell of myself and my life. Not of what was, but of what is and of what is to come back to me; Love. That is my true story. I won’t ignore the pages from the in between, but I won’t retell them. I won’t rewrite them.

We are meant to write our story so as to live that story. Each page is you. I am choosing to re-read the good pages. I am choosing to write the good pages. The ones that make my Heart feel bigger than the Universe and deserving of all the Love it can hold. I’ve felt what it is and I know that is the real story. That’s what I go back to, not the parts in between. I am grateful for all of the pages because of their part in my story but my story is more. My story is one that is bigger, it is one of Love.

Be Love.

good grief

Chuck may have been onto something there.

A dissertation on grief may likely, in fact, be a bottomless suitcase that could be unpacked til the end of time. And, time would probably win before you got to the bottom of it all.

When presented with this expanse of perception, I choose to let go of understanding what is. I say “perception” because that’s what experience and emotion is. That’s really what most experiences are; how we perceive them to be. Often, however, our emotional reaction leads us into the perception of whatever it is we’re experiencing. If something feels negative, like grief, our perception of it translates into something bad. Something we don’t want. Something that doesn’t appear to be useful or productive. And, when I find that I encounter an experience that can encompass a whale-sized amount of emotion and perception, I do my best to let go of understanding it all. The left brain has a hard time on these waters.

The void exposed with a lack of understanding is filled with feeling. But, it’s not emotional feeling that fills the space, rather it’s foundational feeling. Emotional feeling is very reactive; it’s very in-the-moment, which is not to say it can’t last for an indeterminate amount of time. We can, certainly, have an in-the-moment response to something that lasts much longer than that specific moment. What foundational feeling is, is the layer beneath where the emotional response came from; it’s like understanding by feeling. It’s not the reactive type. It’s, actually, stronger and more telling. Probably more complex. However, maybe as simple to undercover as to ask yourself the question, “why am I really feeling this?”. There’s a likely opportunity that the answer you receive to that question being a different feeling than the feeling you’re actually outwardly experiencing. The challenge is that when we are grief stricken, we won’t be able to hear an answer much other than that of the grief.

We all have an opportunity to grieve, always.

Perception. Grief is our emotional feeling response to something happening that we didn’t want or plan to happen. It’s our emotional feeling response to a change that we perceive to be negative; the loss of a job, heartbreak, death of a loved one. I’m certainly not here to debate any of those life events to be bad or not bad. Nor am I here to convince anyone that the emotions brought about by any of those to be unfounded or unwarranted. None of those instances are good. I do not think or believe otherwise. They can be confusing, hurtful, debilitating, depressive and, sometimes, unrecoverable.

What I want to challenge is that it’s not the actual event or experience that causes us suffering, it’s the perception. What if grief were good? What if it represented growth and progress? What if it signified movement into a further emotional evolution? You would still experience grief, and should still experience grief, but would remove the negative association from it. Grief is borne by attachment. It may sound callous and cold, but grief is our autonomic response to the involuntary severing of an attachment. Rightfully, it’s not going to feel good. When life seems to be out of our control, the feeling is often not one of peace and positivity. Even in the instance whereby the deattachment is of our choosing, pain will usually still follow. It is because of our response to the loss of the connection. It’s real. The dissection of the mechanism of grief is not an attempt to be robotic; the attachment is true. The disconnection of the hardwired maps in our brains and hearts disrupts what is familiar. It upsets what we are used to. That’s just human reality on the plane of this existence. It’s important to live through it. It’s part of having a mind and a heart. The goal is not to become desensitized to grief, but rather the exact opposite. It’s too get more acquainted with it. So acquainted with it that you shift past the emotional feeling layer and delve deeper into it. Willingly. With self Love and self care.

I say that “we all have the opportunity to grieve, always”, because grief is about change. We experience change everyday in any number of ways we perceive and do not perceive. When change pulls grief from us, we live there, for whatever duration, with whatever fierceness. There is neither a right or wrong to it. Grief is not something to be circumvented or sped through. Grief, perhaps, can be about understanding. But, I know for sure it is about feeling. There is spirituality in grief. And, on the spiritual path, which we all travel to some degree throughout our lives, there is no “like” or “don’t like”. We see the path for what it is trying to teach us. Because we choose to like or dislike what the lesson is, doesn’t change the lesson. And so, maybe the lesson behind grief is change and not to change the lesson of grief?

Be Love.

“people”….ugh. i mean, hug.

People. They’re everywhere. At work, the grocery store, in front of you at the bank machine, even your home. Everywhere you look; people. There’s no escaping them!

And, I’m grateful for that.

People have been, and continue to be, the greatest teachers in my life.

I’ve learned from all kinds of people. Big people. Little people. Those with the intention to teach me and those that had no idea they were. People that were kind and people that were not. Close, cherished people and unknown strangers; forever to remain that way. Those who have Loved me and those who have hurt me. All of those people have taught me something, have given me something; a lesson, a message, a direction. They’ve all, at some point, worked at the same school dedicated to teaching me about what I’m supposed to learn in this life. A school I choose to attend.

People will be, undoubtedly, our greatest trials and our greatest triumphs. They will help us the most and they will hurt us the most. Both, more than capable of supplying countless lessons of growth and evolution. In fact, both necessary for our growth and evolution.

Almost everything I know, I’d say, was because of someone else. And, almost everything I’ve felt, too. People have taught me patience and taught me urgency. People have taught me calm and taught me chaos. I’ve learned compassion. I’ve learned empathy. I’ve learned how to see things in a hundred ways I could have never seen on my own. I’ve learned when to fall apart and I’ve learned resilience. Most of all, I’ve learned how to Love. Including myself.

People are everything. Why? Because of Love. And, what are people if not beacons of Love? Even the worst of us was put here to make one choice; how big will you Love in this lifetime? We are, each one of us, surrounded by seven billion beacons of Love. Do you have the right to think that the selfish, the inconsiderate, the unkind and the unfair are far from that light? Yes. But those people who stitch a seam in the fabric of your life in that manner are not meant to be beacons of Love in and of themselves. They are meant to conjure up the beacon of Love that shines in you. That is the choice you are empowered to make. How big will you Love in this lifetime?

We need each other. Love needs us and we need Love. Not everyone that treads this planet will leave Love in the footprints behind them. But, every one of us is an opportunity for Love. To those you meet that are the trials in your life, Love them. Silently. From within. Find the space that is created to Love yourself. And, to those that are the triumphs, to those you cross paths with that forever take up residence in your Heart; Love them to the moon and back. Be a beacon so bright and Love so big that the universe needs to make adjustments for you.

Be Love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

can i see your id, please?

The greater the distance we travel into this life, the greater, it seems, we carry with us. We accumulate our identity. Through experience, success, challenges and tribulations, we define who it is that we are. Or perhaps, we allow it to define who it is that we are. We become the businessperson, the philanthropist, the parent, the caregiver, the teacher, the student, the victor, the victim. What we become, we come to be.

Like a dictionary definition, consistent and unwavering each and every time it is read, the image of our self too becomes imprinted. Constructed and imprinted. As we build our identity like the floors of a skyscraper, whether each storie tells a different story or the next level only heightens the one before it, our structure becomes precarious. What seems as though should represent strength and power, doesn’t. It creates expectation, stress, anxiety and, ultimately, misalignment of the self.

As we build taller and taller, we can only believe that for the structure to come down, it would be nothing less than catastrophic. It would erase who we had become to that point in life, exposing it for us to see that it is not truly who we are.

Is it to say that what you’ve created in your lifetime is not meaningful? No. It is meaningful. It is a part of your legacy; a part of how you share your physical presence here. But, it is not you. Why is this true? Because what you have become was a choice that was made. You were you before that choice and you will be you after the choice.

We feel like we find ourselves in the choices. But, we more lose ourselves in them. We search for an identity. We focus on the choices as a purpose of accomplishment and when we achieve them, they can become expectation of the self. The choices can become obligation and a false sense of security. All this being said, who we become, the choices we make, create the beautiful beings that we are. That is how we live life in the reflection of who we choose to be. Granted, the choices that we make can be destructive but they can also be productive. And together, we are beautiful in the midst of them and because of them.

But, to find our meaning, we needn’t look any further than the perfect Love that we are. We are perfect Love before the choices and we are perfect Love after the choices. When the choices serve to overshadow who and what we really are, Love, we find misalignment of the self. You don’t need you to be anything but just you, nor should anyone else. We fracture the relationship we have with our self and with others around us when we see expectation, when we expect something other than what’s exactly at the ground floor, the foundation; the perfect Love we’ve all inherited simply by our presence here.

You are here to just be. To be still, to be peaceful, to be Love. If you do some stuff in between all of that, great! Do not lose sight of what your true identity is. It is not what you create, but has created you. Love.

Be Love.

happy halloveen

In a few evenings, we will openly welcome a number of little strangers into our homes. Little masked and costumed strangers; vampires and princesses, pint sized Thors and aspiring Hermiones.

Our little visitors come to our doors to receive what there is to be offered, all in good spirit and faith. And, we offer what is to be given to our momentary new friends, all in good spirit and faith. Perhaps there is a scootch bit of judgment; the extra cute ones get a bigger handful of candy whereas the ones who seem a shade too old may get fewer treats. Nonetheless, amidst our good natured critiques, we give to all who come, equally and without prejudice.

We give, yet we don’t to whom. It is our agreed upon understanding to give without knowing to who it is we’re giving to. In fact, it’s the deal. The mask, the costume, is the expectation; I don’t know who you are and so, you receive my generosity.

Our generosity diminishes outside the safe confines of the evening of October 31st. When it seemingly matters more, our giving then comes with caution, with reservation and with hesitation.

We all wear masks, each and every day. Different masks for the different people we encounter and have relationships with. We even wear masks with ourselves. And, we put masks on those we don’t know or those we think we know.

To give of our kindness, our compassion, our understanding and our Love, to the masks, is not part of the deal. It’s the unknown. It’s not safe. We cannot see nor do we choose to be seen. And so, there is a pre-requisite to what it is that we choose to share. When we make that choice, we distance ourselves not only from others but from ourselves. More so, however, we distance ourselves from the true reason of what makes up this physical presence of our spiritual being; to Love.

Closing the distance doesn’t come by way of exuberant acts of emotional outpour. It’s the silent resolve you have within yourself for whoever crosses your path. It’s doing, “small things with great Love”, as Mother Teresa left with us. It’s in keeping your internal peace and compassion resolute that provides the open arms and Love to all the masks that we see each and every day, including your own. There’s no way to understand everyone, but there is a way that everyone can be understood. And that is to know that regardless of the mask that we see, beneath it is light and Love; to give to and to receive from.

To those for which we can see behind the mask? To those for which we know what is underneath; the challenges, the hurt, the beauty and the soul. We seem to hold more expectation. We seem to need more to be able to offer our understanding and Love. We can bring it in great waves, but the closeness of these relationships can also create a great distance. Embrace it all. Peace in your Heart comes from the whole of your Love. It is not to choose what parts to Love of someone and to shield yourself from the others. It is to Love all of it. Everything that is behind the mask. This is true for me; the more I see, the more I want to Love. The more I want to understand and to offer. It is all for exactly what it is, to give of yourself. Of your Heart. That is the greatest realization of the self.

And so, as All Hallow’s Eve will come and pass, think of what you have to offer to everyone that “comes to your door”. To those that you only get a chance to see their mask, or to those who live in the safety that resides behind their mask and to those that choose to take off their mask for you. Think of what place you have for them in your Heart. Of what you give them of your Heart.

Be Love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the relevance of intimacy

“the most intimate thing we can do is to allow people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect”. Amy Harmon

Intimacy, for many, conjures up thoughts of the physicality between two people. The admittance we grant to another person to be close to us in sensory perception form. To share a “human being” experience.

For some, a more personal intimacy represents the plane in a relationship whereby the closeness of the individualities of each person has created, in a manner of speaking, a conjunctive reflection of both into one; a fostering of openness and connection.

And, for fewer still, a greater depth of intimacy will be ultimately realized in its entirety upon that moment that they fully reveal themselves, as aptly quoted, “….to allow people we love most to see us at our worst”; to share a “being human” experience – the most vulnerable act of openness and connection.

Of the three, this is always the last one to show itself. If it shows itself at all.

It makes sense that it’s the last one. It’s the toughest. It’s the most personal. It’s usually the final piece of our own intimacy puzzle.

When we share a physical experience with someone, it’s a two-person endeavor. There is, of course, intimacy involved, but it’s of a different nature. As counterintuitive as it may seem, this intimacy is not as personal as one may think. Why? Because it’s mutually shared. It’s happening at the same time and both are doing the same thing. No one person is really in the spotlight. And, although I do strongly believe there is a great intimacy and connection shared within the physical nature of a relationship, it seems that more and more have very limited regard for what means to share that with another person. It’s, sorta, just the way things are. Sleep with you now, get to know you know you later. Maybe.

Another level of intimacy reached within a relationship is that of familiarity and of fluency. It taps into that space beyond the physical (if there is a physical relationship; most relationships are not physical) and an introductory level of mental and emotional common ground. There is more here. There is an intertwining of each person from a more pervasive perspective. It’s a reciprocal embrace of another individual; acceptance of who they are on a deeper level. A product of time, respect, desire to connect, foster growth and to, simply, cultivate a relationship. Maybe even Love. It’s when each person has made the choice to place a personal investment in the other, together. It is the basis of meaningful relationship, or if romantically involved, to find that ‘someone’.

There is still a heightened intimacy beyond this. Past shared physical experience, past mental investment, past the building of a relationship. It comes subsequent to the sharing of those intimacies. This intimacy comes as a product of vulnerability, safety, trust and a Love at a deeper level; different from the others. When physical intimacy is shared, it is shared together. When relationship intimacy is shared, it is shared together. When the intimacy of vulnerability and trust, in the form of personal internal emotion is shared, it is often done so by one and received by the other; a given gift. It’s when we let the other see us fully and completely.

This gift is when we are at our most intimate. We are actively giving ourselves from within, to be received but not reciprocated. We attempt to allow another person to experience a fragment of what we are experiencing ourselves with the trust and confidence that there is compassion waiting for us on the other side. That there is understanding and empathy. That, not only will we be Loved, but Loved more.

This intimacy is courageous. It is not the happy-go-lucky parts of a relationship. It is a person saying, “this is all of me. This is everything about me that you cannot see. I trust you”. When this intimacy touches a person, it is one of the most realest experiences of true connection. It is a person wanting to release everything about them; everything that they carry inside. I do mean that this offering is truly a gift. Think of what you hold most closely inside whether it be Love or the toughest personal challenge. Each of which we only share when our Heart has made the choice.

Give your Heart to this intimacy both as the one offering it and as the one receiving it. Understand it for what it is. Be grateful for what it is. And, Love more because of it.

Be Love.

help

It can often be difficult to ask for. Or accept. For some, even a last resort. The thought of vulnerability can be incredibly daunting. It exposes us. It puts our imperfection on display.

Surrendering ourselves to seeking help can illicit any number of emotions and ideas within us; failure, defeat, diminished self-worth, weakness and, of course, helplessness. Feelings of burden consume us or even a manufactured obligation to always be at one’s best when we believe others are depending upon us.

Asking for help means we “couldn’t do it” and for some, there is a belief that they should always be able to do it.

If I have learned anything, if I have experienced anything in my life, it’s that I cannot do everything on my own. We were not meant to do everything on our own. We Love so that we can help. We help so that we can Love. And, our beauty is because we are not perfect.

I have sought help in my ‘obligation’ to offer what words I might have to give. I’ve opened with my own, but close with another’s who can say better what I could not. And, for that, I am grateful that there is help. Because help is help. Like Love, there is no pride in help. Whether it’s my own message or one that I pass along, it’s about what it moves inside of you. Not how it gets there.

Be Love.

“I find beauty in things others never see. I find hope there, too. Life is what you make of it. Life is taking not so beautiful things and making them beautiful. It is finding hope even when there is none. This is not an easy thing to do but I find that Love is the answer to most things, if not all things. Why not Love more? If you do not give your Love away, then it means nothing. In essence, it is a wasted love. No one will ever feel it. Love is meant to be felt. To be given away freely, regardless of what you get back in return. We all want our lives to have meaning. So we can say we were here and we Loved with everything we had. My life is not perfect but it’s mine and I never wanted perfect. I want real. I want to feel. And, I have Loved, really Loved. A lot. And, above all I have lived, really lived. And, I still Love”.

 -NR Hart

 

 

 

 

hey, thanks for giving

Gratitude. The new black of the enlighten path. Journals, meditation apps, Instagram quotes. It’s everywhere. And, rightfully so. Gratitude can be very powerful if intentionally practised, as goes the karma with simple appreciation for what you have; for your life.

The practice of gratitude is exercising vibrational shift. It’s not super science to understand that being thankful is putting yourself in a better frame of mind than if you were to be focusing on that which you don’t have. Practising gratitude elicits a feeling of abundance. That feeling of abundance raises your vibration which, in turn, puts you in a better place mentally, emotionally and spiritually. It doesn’t have to be an elaborate endeavour. Even simply think of your basic functioning health relative to what many others have to contend with. That alone is enough to appreciate how precious life is.

For most of us (I’m assuming), we have more than we don’t have. Not uncommon, it’s easy to focus on what we lack; even when what we do have vastly outweighs what we don’t. Let’s chalk it up to the human condition. Does that make it excusatory? No. But, you don’t have to beat yourself up about it, either. Awareness, right?

Gratitude elevates your vibration; it shifts your focus. If you’re a subscriber to the law of attraction, when you give thanks for what you have, you put yourself in a position to be able to give more thanks for more things. Once you get that snowball rolling down the hill, you will move with the power. It will require less of a push and more ‘keeping up’ with the abundance.

But! As much as all of that is indeed ‘practising’ gratitude, I’d like to challenge the notion (in a good way).

Establishing an internal emotional foundation of gratitude is definitely the starting point. That’s where the journals, the meditation apps, the Instagram quotes and introspective thought all come into play; they assist in the focus. That is ‘contemplating’ gratitude. It’s an awareness to it. It’s acknowledging and receiving the energy of it. It’s building that framework so as to be able to expand upon it in a greater capacity.

But, ‘practising’ gratitude?

Practising gratitude is that next step from contemplating gratitude. It’s doing something with the contemplation. We’ve all read or heard stories of those with even the most meager of resources still finding a way to give to the less fortunate. A simplistic illustration of the bounds that are possible.

But, practising gratitude isn’t really all that metric. It can be, but it’s just giving something tangible. Practising gratitude is really just being the best person you possibly can. When you’ve acknowledged all that you have to be thankful for, how do you translate that into your everyday actions? How do you use the energy of that higher vibration? Are you kind? Do you offer a smile or hug whenever you can? Do you respect the earth? Do you lift others up? Do you accept the gratitude and Love of others? Or, do you complain? Do you make yourself a victim? Do you view things through a negative lens? Do you focus on what you need to simply further your own agenda? Do you turn away the gratitude and Love of others? How are you really practising gratitude?

It’s possible to contemplate gratitude at great length, on a daily basis, but not actually live it. Not actually practise it. And hey, I get it. It’s not so easy to wake up one day and start doing all these positive things without any hiccups. But then, how else do you do it? How else do you start doing something other than start doing it? Your mind, your emotions, your awareness, all have to begin somewhere. It’s a conscious choice to hold yourself accountable to share how beautiful you are. And, it starts with the recognition and appreciation of the beauty in your life. It’s the input of that energy that fuels the output of our actions.

Practising gratitude is how you live out what you have to be grateful for in your life. Being in the space of gratitude is what enables us to share the space of gratitude. And, sharing the space of gratitude, whether reciprocated or not, builds that energy and vibration. It builds your spirit, it builds your Love.

“for it is in giving that we receive.”

                                    Francis of Assisi

Be Love.